hbo, netflix, and a plow-horse named snowman
Airing July 5, 2019
[Excerpted from Palm Beach Post]
When Ron Davis decided to become a documentary filmmaker at age 38, he didn’t know anything about making movies. He’d never directed a scene. He’d never interviewed a subject. He wasn’t some auteur who’d spent his childhood studying camera angles in obscure foreign films. He didn’t even like documentaries that much.
But he believed in one thing: his gut instinct.
The documentary, about an immigrant equestrian who paid $80 for a plow horse and turned him into a world-renowned show jumper, has been praised by major newspapers from New York to Los Angeles.
Davis isn’t some Hollywood player. He works out of Wellington, in a non-descript office complex. His film empire is a tiny room — call it an expanded cubicle — that you get to by walking down a narrow hallway lined with therapists. (“The screams start about 6 p.m.,” he jokes.)
It doesn’t take long to realize that the Ron Davis story — an improbable, do-it-yourself tale of pluck, luck and sheer willpower — would make a hell of a Ron Davis movie.